F$o Pazzi - Out On Bond

Fly shit only
They tried to keep me grounded but shit I stay elevated
Why shorty want to fuck we don't even got a bond
I Can never leave gun walk out like James Bond
Heard I got locked up I'm already out on bond
Got to walk through the storm before it get calm
Mama told me open a Bible and read the Psalms
Pazzi sneaky how the fuck do he not trip the alarm
Cause he ku ku and he too ku
Dye your top to red when it was blonde
Wet a nigga like a sprinkler I got my firearm
They talking shit from a distance
Might knock a nigga off from existence
Yeah I fuck your bitch ain't have resistance
You know the best way to kill a nigga is if you fuck his bitch
Niggas be sensitive bout little that shit no bap
I wont chase a bitch make that bitch my runner
Yeah my heart cold we outside all summer
Her body filled with hate cause I don't wanna love her
She know I'm the shit but I don't need no plumber
Shorty eat me like no other
The way she give me brain
It make me wonder
They ain't treat me like this when I was younger
Oh you eating with me cause I got bread and butter
They believe your VVS I don't mean to stutter
Project baby like I came out the gutter
Make them sticks clap but I am not a drummer
I don't make friends I make money with my brothers
I called the plug I need a ounce up in my lungs
Hate a bitch who talk too much
Drop yo head and use yo tongue
For I put it deep in yo guts
I'm a big dog treat her like a mutt
She get dogged out treat her like a slut
Fiening like a squirrel she just wanna nut
Bae where you at
Somewhere in Atlanta
I got locked up I'm in the slammer
I was a little boy I had to man up
I left home moved to Indiana
Florida boy she in love with my grammar
Out on bond they found a ounce and my hammer
And I'm out on bond
And I'm out on bond
And I'm out on bond
And I'm out on bond
And I'm out on bond
And I'm out on bond
And I'm out on bond

Written by:
fso pazzi

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